SAM'S TOWN

Nobody ever had a dream 'round here but I don't really mind that it's starting to get to me. Nobody ever pulls the seams 'round here but I don't really mind that it's starting to get to me. I've got this energy beneath my feet like something underground's gonna come up and carry me. I've got this sentimental heart that beats but I don't really mind that it's starting to get to me now. “Why do you waste my time?” is the answer to the question on your mind. And I'm sick of all my judges, so scared of what they'll find. But I know that I can make it as long as somebody takes me home every now and then. Well have you ever seen the lights? Have you ever seen the lights? I took a shuttle on a shockwave ride where people on the pen pull the trigger for accolades. I took a bullet and I looked inside and running through my veins an American masquerade. I still remember grandma Dixie's wake, I'd never really known anybody to die before. Red white and blue upon a birthday cake - my brother he was born on the 4th of July and that's all. “So why do you waste my time?” is the answer to the question on your mind. And I'm sick of all my judges, so scared of letting me shine. But I know that I can make it as long as somebody takes me home, every now and then, every now and then. I see London, I see Sam's town. Holds my hand and lets my hair down. Rolls that world right off my shoulder. I see London, I see Sam's town now.